Your love is enough for my heart, takes wings you are my freedom. What was sleeping in your soul will rise towards my heart. You and me are like an old road echoes of the past, nostalgic voices come to mind. In the morning I awoke and saw a dove that had been sleeping in your soul.In you is the dawning of my day, you arrive like dew, that I cup In my hands, overflowing in me like a stream you are my horizon, your voice sings in the wind, like pine trees in the forest. I hear you still my love.
Michael Cochrane ©
In the morning I awoke and saw a dove that had been sleeping in your soul. dew that turns into a stream, love acquring wings... my dear poet you are very very poetic...... please go on wriitng you are talented. this is really beautiful what you wrote. i enjoy it. this is poem. tony
thank you tony i have yet to get published a local library included a book i had written in 1995 they didnt have funds to put copies in all areas this spurs me on my first time posted a poem thanks again tony.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In the morning I awoke and saw a dove that had been sleeping in your soul.In you is the dawning of my day, you arrive like dew, Really beautiful poem. t ony